Blank—

Yes, it was blank. The first thing that came to my mind after seeing an unfamiliar ceiling when I woke up was- nothing. In fact I was too surprised at first, who would not when you sleep in a run  down apartment at night and wake up to find yourself in a big majestic bed inside a cave dwelling(?).

A weird combination , at the very best.

I shook my head as reality ,along with the ever present fear crept in. I shuddered but before I panicked my head throbbed as new memories filled it all the while I clutched it in pain.

"Aarrrgh..."

It was the final one that hit me and I rolled on the bed alomost causing the cave to sink in.

*Huff**huff*

I wiped my sweat with my hand as I gathered myself again.

" I am Zhao wu... no I am Trace, orphaned at 12 and living an average life till 34."

 I shook my head as I finally understood from my new memories-

'F@#!'

I transmigrated.

To a cultivation world at that, apparently in the body of this Zhao Wulin, a rouge cultivator in the peak nascent soul realm at the age of 21. Quite a genius , at least according to the memories but he had arrogance which knew no bounds, having offended many which led to him being poisoned and subsequently his death.

'Shit, I wanna go back.'

Even if not a lot, I had worked very hard to accomplish what I had on Earth and I had no intention of leaving my previous life behind. ...I don't think I have a choice though.

Just as I was musing on my thoughts-

[...]

[...]

[Locating...]

[Location found: plane HB67798]

[Initializing....]

[Initialization complete. Loading status]

[ Name: Zhao Wulin                                                                                                                                Affiliation: None                                                                                                                                    Bloodline:????                                                                                                                                      Physique: None                                                                                                                                    Soul Constitution: None                                                                                                                        Age:21                Fate: High cannon fodder                                                                                       

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 Title: Masked bastard(common)                                                                                                            SP:100                                                                                                                                                  Random box: 1

  Roots: Dark(100%)                                                                                                                                        Arts:

  Unholy darkness:                                                                                                                                   Weak                                                                                                                                                    Comprehension: Intermediate                                                                                                            -----

Techniques:

 Sword of darkness( trash, mastered comprehension)                                                                         Claw of darkness(trash, mastered comprehension)                                                                             Domain of darkness(better than trash, intermediate comprehension)]

[ Searching methods of survival...]

[ Quest initiated: Disciple                                                                                                                         Remark: You are too weak, accept a disciple with high potential so as to survive]

Zhao Wulin:....

*sigh*

" Yeah its like this isn't it."

I expected a system truthfully but what the hell is with 'high cannon fodder' and 'better than trash'?

Heck, is that even a classification!

And what ' masked bas-' no wait it's fine in a way.

This man was too handsome actually , dark purple hair and voilet eyes with a chisled face and muscular body, it was kind of unique in the cultivation world.

So unique in fact that this guy was almost rap*d by an old pervert in unity realm . He was able to save his virginity and run away somehow but always kept his mask on from that time.

*shudder*

I got chills when I saw that memory. Huu... better to forget- better to forget.

Getting up , I began to prepare for I had an idea to where the MC might be.

Damn it. Let's just hope its not a generic cultivation world.

I thought as I executed those familiar yet unfamiliar movements and flew out from the cave.

' I will definitely survive.'